I am at a loss for words. I feel myself tumbling, plummeting from the grand floating extraordinary clouds and know that I will eventually fall through the last cloud and either be rumpled to death in a horrific way or I will continue to fall into a new expedition.
Journey’s change each and every day and sometimes the transition is minute by second by millisecond and one thing you can bet your hat on most of us here on planet earth won’t be paying enough attention to notice the beauty that surrounds us all.
The ugliness is where it makes a home on this planet for most of us. I think there is possibly some locations on the map where paradise is still possible. Where the humans understand the balance of nature where there still is spirit, peace, love and the common ground. A place were all peoples are equal in as in as many ways as there are people.
The perfect governing force in this nirvana would be no government at all.
The emperors that we’ve been saddled with for years, before the compassionate leader we have now, is a travesty in how those hanging on to their hate and past who are spending our gold and silver not on bettering but instead all of our representatives have done everything they can think of to discredit this man and they have not been able to do it. Well go ahead dear adventurer and point some different fingers at these miserable clowns.
If you find someone and you are wiggling your little finger on your right hand at them it usually tells a story about what they are packing and it’s limp. Makes sense doesn’t it, in this scenario it shows Congress what we really think of them, that they are a bunch of limp dick asses that forgot about the most important part of their jobs which is we the people. Wiggle you left little finger in the same manner as you were and it means the House of Representatives are the limp pee pees. Two hands up with the little fingers wiggling and arms shaking is that everybody in both the house and Senate are playing swords which with these little fellows which will take as long as a republican, tea party filibuster working to keep a new employee out who was going to maintain the flowers at the White House because she may have had ties with something that happened a thousand years ago. Damn you Ancestry.com. Wow that took a lot of energy to just put out there some mind pictures of how completely screwed up our government is and well we are right there in this sinking boat because we keep re-electing them.
For the republicans and tea party’s mindless followers, along with ex-presidents that we never liked, branch it out to Fox News, MSNBC, CNN and all local news and anyone or anything that makes you feel the same way this list does. For all of these people, one finger gesture is still the most fundamental one. You can raise one arm up and show that finger in the air or both to put that double exclamation to work. That’s right kiddies the magnificent middle finger. Raise it high and proud. 
Take it to new and exotic adventures and let it get some exercise and some well, deserved rest and relaxation but always remember to bring it back with you so that every time you see a politician, Christian hypocrites, big business, republicans, tea party members, war, those who start these wars and for what reasons, liars and thieves even if some of them we did elect or they baptized us as little babies and just couldn’t keep their dirty pious hands clean.
The Catholic Church just wants the house of god to be clean. Bullshit. All serial killers, rapists, molesters and predators are always washing their hands trying to get the blood off their hands meaning one thing or another.
Been a strange day today. For most of it I thought it was Saturday. I have been listening to a real strange album mix of music even for me. I just finished the Carpenters first record released and now I am listening to Alan Parsons “I Robot”. I have coming up next The Talking Heads “Fear of Music”. Then I am going to listen to “Tales of Mystery and Imagination” which is another Alan Parsons record. “Tea for the Tillerman” by Cat Stevens and “Tapestry” by Carole King rounds the selections so far. I just added another one by Supertramp, “Breakfast in America.”
It happens once or twice a day. I am slammed against the wall and reality screams at me and I become dizzy a tearful. For exactly a year I have missed all the birthdays, all the holidays and this December it was knowing that I would miss my grandsons second birthday AND I spent a lot of this year throughout this entire experience getting way too close to, well you get the point.
I take away with me and take with me everywhere I go that this has happened for a reason, that everything in life and beyond happens for a reason. I am still being given glimpses of a purity that is the now and of the infinite consciousness.
This is no longer a playground where we are all trying to win the game. This is the game trying to teach us that there is no game and the infinite consciousness of the now will be what brings us to enlightenment.
So I saw the clock strike one and knew it was time to pack it all up and enter the cloud.
cool peace
hippy mike
groovy times
spirit
love